Love is what you are willing to give
Everything on the screen
and everything outside
is like a haze
on the windowpane
And the music is already audible
and I can make out voices.
I sense you breathing
in and out,
yet somehow there is emptiness inside.
I strain against the glass,
but I can’t get in…
I stopped explaining myself when I realized people only understand from their level of perception.
Every — every — person carries some gift that he came to share, but we are too self-critical to see it in ourselves. We are convinced that we must achieve something that we don’t own, but we lose what we do own. How rich our life would be if we shared with each other our treasures and did not try to master the achievements of others. Here we just want to show what was hidden. Some will be touched, others will pass by. Do not look for what is not there. Everything is before your eyes.